The two of them faced off, currents surging beneath the surface.
Peach Blossom quietly watched from the side, thinking that this old fox Qi Yong really had some guts. Did he think the acting cult leader—her—was already dead?
She gave two deliberately casual coughs, stepped forward, and stood beside the Medicine Hall Master. Putting on the air of a rebuke, she said,
“Hall Master Bian, don’t talk nonsense. Elder Qi has been in the cult for so many years—how could he not know where he ought to sit? The weather’s turning cold lately. Elder Qi was merely helping me...
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